Hunger Pangs
so, today has been a day of extreme laziness, the likes of which i have not experienced in quite some time. here i lay, flat on my belly in full niki tandon pose, and i think to myself one thing: it is time to put something delicious in my belly. i am in the mood for chinese, but unfortunately there aren’t any cats in sight. italian food sounds good too, i suppose, but i already had some pizziola today, so i guess that rules that out. but oh wait, what is this beauty i see? a jar of peanut butter is a-lookin at me. with your chunks so big, and your body so creamy, there is nothing more that i would like than to see you in my sexual wet dream-ies. well now that i have staved away everyone from reading future posts, i seem to have lost track of the time. i’ll go take a gander in the kitchen and see if that roast beef sandwich from the edison diner is still lingering about. hopefull the aww jews is still in tact; i’m not a huge fan of day old gravy.